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"Yeah, I think I'll stick with the clipping. It's a little more discreet." Klyde chuckled putting the picture back in his pocket.

Looking up ahead as the bar came into view Klyde tried to think back to the last time they had been there. It certain had been a long time ago. "Yeah, it has been a while." He nodded.

Coming up to the door it looked like there was a large beast of a man standing up front checking IDs as people walked in. It didn't look like he was taking much of the ID into consideration since he just glanced at them before nodding his head that people could enter.

Reaching into his back pocket, Klyde produced the fake ID he had made having it at the ready for when they would enter. "You ready to go in?" He asked looking over at Desmond.

The large man barely looked at Desmond's card before he waved him to go on in. He was certainly being a lazy one tonight. Klyde started to do the same thing but the bouncer got a look at his face and paused.

"Hold up," He said placing his hand on Klyde's chest to keep him from moving in. "I think I've seen you before."

Klyde sighed a bit letting his head dip. Apparently this was also something he got on occasion. "You don't strike me as a avid reader of Fan Fare or Teen Hype."

It seemed to take a moment for that information to click, the bouncer's eyes lighting up. "You're the guy that punched the Rock Star in the face." He seemed rather impressed placing a firm pat on Klyde's shoulder which actually managed to send the vampire forward a little. This man had the strength of a bear.

"Yeah, well....he had it coming." Klyde said straightening out a little. Hopefully this encounter would be short, he used to like attention but it was honestly getting a little old. Especially since it was always guys that seemed to seek him out....never girls. The girls probably hated him for nailing Jess in the face. "Well, as you can see I am with a friend." He gestured to Desmond. "So I will be going now. Planning on what celebrity I will punch in the face next."

The bouncer laughed obviously amused, "You do that man." And gestured for Klyde to enter with Desmond.

Finally able to step foot inside the establishment Klyde let out another sigh. "You have no idea..." He couldn't imagine how Jess or his brother put up with the constant attention. Though they both soaked up the good and bad like a sponge.

"I think I'll have a Rum and Coke." Klyde said taking a seat at the bar, resting his elbows on the counter. "Hold the Coke." He said it somewhat jokingly but he was actually quite serious. Something strong sounded good right now. Honestly, how much trouble could he get in when around Desmond? Its not like they had any big plans except relaxing and enjoying some drinks.

"So has anything else interesting happened that I've missed out on?

Klyde looked a little surprised when he turned toward Desmond. He sounded angry that Shun had disappeared, he would have thought he would have been happy about it. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know they didn't get along, he often wondered why Mitsu tried so hard to mesh them together. It was like trying to mix oil and water.

"Sounds like your situation is just as complicated. At least Shun is out of the picture now right?" Though, Klyde had no idea how much the boy meant to Mitsu.

"Blade? Yeah, he's still around. I guess....he's not so bad." Klyde shrugged. "Riyo doesn't have a lot of friends so I just let it go." Which was his way of saying Riyo had made that decision and he was too whipped to do anything about it. But Blade had grown on him a little....he supposed though he ignored him for the most part.

"Though....now that I'm not in the hive I realize I don't have a lot of friends either. Just enemies and...stalkers." Klyde gave a shutter merely thinking about the fan girls that still on occasion followed him around. "You still have that problem?"

Klyde took up the glass of rum, looking into the pools of the dark liquid like it might have some answers. "That makes two of us." When he got no answer from the drink in his hand he took a sip, the liquor burning the back of this throat in an oddly appealing way. "I know how to get what I want from people...but I don't know how to interact." It was quite the problem to realize this late in the game. Klyde really had no people skills what so ever. His ability to keep a job was proof of that. Though he had done fairly well with the newest one...

"I guess I should tell you I actually have a job now. One I haven't gotten fired from." He hadn't really told Desmond the whole situation behind why he needed a job but just that he was looking for one. Though, what Klyde thought was well hidden was actually easy to deduct for anyone with more than three brain cells. "I actually got hired because someone was impressed that I punched a Rock Star in the face, so I guess I should thank Riyo's Dad for that." He said almost sarcastically as he took another drink.

"I really don't know. At this point I'm hoping to make it through the last year of high school and just....start over." They only had one more year after this, though if Klyde recalled, Mitsu was a year behind them.

"Hopefully you have an easier time at keeping a job than I did. I lost track of how many I got fired from." It was rather daunting to think about. "Hey Mitsu has a job right? Why don't you try working with her?"

"Must you announce our entry into every bar we walk into?" Suto asked as he pulled off his glasses to clean them. It was strange how normal his face looked without them, hard to imagine he was a psychotic twisted man.

As he usually did he ignored the pet names Lou threw his way. He had learned long ago if he made a reaction Lou would stick with the name like a fly to a glue trap. "I don't understand the need for hopping about, the drinks taste just as awful from one bar to the next." Though despite saying that Suto followed Lou about on this journey week after week.

Hearing Lou when he entered, Klyde's eyes went wide as he faced forward. ******** would have thought they of all people would be here? Though Klyde knew nothing of what the scientist did behind the walls of the school where no one could see. But Lou....their Senior Vampire was enough of a worry on his own.

"What do we do?" Klyde asked quietly doing his best to look casual and not freaked out. It was partially working.

Suto wasn't quite up to Lou's social standards, considering the vampire was like a gnat you just couldn't swat away. No he was rather quiet and didn't often venture to talk to woman. It made one wonder if he had any interest in woman at all.

"I think the bar would suffice unless you want to play pool." Suto didn't mind a game here and there. He was actually pretty good at it. It was all a matter of formulas and calculations. With the right strike one could easily clear a table in a minimum matter of turns.

"S..sure," Klyde was doing his best to hide the panic as well. Trying to put himself into a more natural demeanor, no matter how forced, he turned to the woman chatting it up at the end of the bar. They were quite a bit older, though not bad looking by any means. Smiling the best he could he waved one of them over.

Seeing the gesture the woman all giggled, one of them breaking away heading over toward Klyde and Desmond. She looked to be in her late twenties, sleek long black hair and cold amber eyes. "What would you like, little boy?" She apparently took this as a joke of some kind.